When I find myself stuck in a monotonous dread,
Where every day seem the same, nothing exciting ahead,
Where life moves slowly in pace
Yet somehow seems part of a race.
As I postpone ideas, I once believed would bear fruit,
Sometimes from complacency, if not, from refute
I wonder if life could be different, better or worse
Something beyond this, I want myself IMMERSED.
In this dilemma, I try to recall when I felt motivated,
Figures out, it was when I was young, and invigorated.
When the days were bright and vivid, The world big and livid.
Hope in our eyes, limitless this life, we are going to live it!
Hardships may beat me down, but I bring myself to realise,
I must give up that frown, unlearn the real lies
I tell myself
Now is the time for change, it may come at any age.
Inspiration is from the one that resides within all
I’m never going let go of the child in me, not at all.
Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 10:05 PM UTC
Here I am to serve you a feast,
Cooked each time I tame my beast.
The treasure I share, found in depths so deep,
A realm so dark, a land so bleak.
Hard days tempt me to take this hike,
for the answers I seek. I hope you would like.
I wonder how things would have been, If I had foreseen.
Or had I’d been wise to check everything twice
Or had paused and made the call
Or just had done nothing at all
I think too much, it wears me down,
My thoughts just spin, they make me drown.
I ask myself, Am I the same.
Or just alone and full of shame.
It's not the first time I’ve been lost,
But I keep going strong, at most.
if my intent is right, and I keep up the fight
I might find the glimmer of light.
I tell myself it had to be,
Something destined, not up to me.
What’s done is done, I’ve paid the toll
Now letting go becomes the goal.
I know my joy is up to me,
and I don’t want much honestly.
A smiling face, a slow pace
I’m not in love with any race.
It’s time to go, my thoughts all tied,
These lines I wrote will be my guide.
When I’m in doubt or hanging low,
These words will help me rise from below.
The good, the bad, they come and go,
Like rivers learning how to flow.
The only truth is change, they say,
So I sit tight and ride the sway.
Apr 11, 2025
Apr 11, 2025 at 5:29 AM UTC
Lessons learnt by the day, gets you through the night.
As the door closes, and there is no way out in sight.
From those whom you expected love,
greets you with crossed arms,
Judging you like there are no harms.
Many of who live in solitude, suffer,
But there are scholars, who beg to differ.
Others give the whole act a word,
Unwilling to empathize with a broken bird.
Each step taken today,
lets the light, seep in through the door, as a ray.
Claim what is rightfully yours.
don’t worry about the bruises or sores.
You either give in to despair, or you get up to an opportunity.
Faith in yourself, is your immunity.
Lessons learnt by the day, gets you though the night.
Where there is a Will, there the ideas take flight.
Nov 3, 2019
Nov 3, 2019 at 12:19 PM UTC
What did I find when I looked inside?
A Wound, so deep and wide.
Untouched, yet judged.
Stare, laugh or persuade me to have faith,
as I observe this prevalence of hate.
The purpose, once so clear, now a void swathe.
Never wanted this, neither did you.
Refraining from complaining, its true.
Felt remorse for deeds to which I had no obligations
a fatigued inquisitive child, with no comprehension
Realizing now, it was my own imagination.
Fate’s bait, disguised as morning sun.
I start to run.
Now horrors of night,
lay waste in the day.
Problems? come as they may.
It’s a play of intellect,
to which I either succumb, or neglect
What did I find when I looked inside?
I found myself!
Writing my own destiny.
Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 2:07 AM UTC
As the sun soars high in the sky and the tarmac shimmers in the heat.
I walk along on a grassy patch, with my headphones attach.
My throat has gone dry, mumbling to the beat.
I have nothing but a bottle, which is half empty.
My feet they never stop, because I’ve got some stress to cope.
The trees, they give me shade.
Our shadows becoming one as I stroll past them.
The dogs pretending to be brave, until I reach out,
its the care they crave.
Leaves fall down to the earth, yellowish blade
some curling through in the wind, others gently floating
I look on to the horizon, where the hills meet the heavens
and soon realize its all going to change in a matter of hours.
The glimmer of thunder at the distance does not reach my ears yet,
but the cool breeze reassures me of whats going to happen next.
As the blue of the sky turns to grey, I ask myself
should I turn back home, or is it time to play?
I have decided and so have the birds, as they flock together the greet the showers first.
The magic when a single drop of water hits the dirt, and the aroma fills you to the core.
“Petrichor!!” been ages if I recall.
Despite being drenched from head to toe, and whether my mobile is going to work fine or no.
The rain has mesmerized me completely, even though being a brief respite.
Well its a rainy day, the first of many more to come, i pray.
Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 9:38 AM UTC
i know a young boy, whom i meet seldom
reminisce our moments, before i bid adieu
he used to bring a smile on the faces of everyone
whether be laughing at his mistakes or whether be his pun
relentless he was in his pursuit for fun
for he knew there was malice
whether in self
or
whether in the world which he saw outside the window
he was diligent in his pursuit for knowledge
observing and learning from his mentors
restless to become an adult
he knew he had to be righteous, which is a difficult trail to tread.
always reminding oneself, the simple phrases of wise men
so there is no point in being careless
so i meet this young boy whenever i go astray
and be grateful for everyone's effort and put myself back in place.
Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 8:04 AM UTC
In this never ending bitterness,
pour your heart out with a mouthful of sweet words.
In this never ending darkness,
stand up to the world, with a smile full of glimmer
In this never ending loneliness,
reach out to an old friend and share.
In this never ending queasiness,
take a breath
In this never ending selfishness to prove ourselves right,
give room to perspective.
In this never ending cycle of different phases, to which we stand witness,
learn from it...
that within lies greatness.
Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 7:48 AM UTC